Hollis To Hollywood

Yeah, you know

it be buggin' me out, you know what I'm sayin'

that rap, how everybody like is using metaphors and all that

it seems like everybody's some kind of metaphor freak

some kind of metaphorical freak or somethin' man,

you know what I'm sayin', word up

So, You know what I'm sayin,

you know brother's wanna make a movie and all that

you know how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm sayin'

I'd just make a little movie, with a chick involved.

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If you saw the movie Wall Street I guess you know

The way ya stack chips and regulate wild dough

But ain't no G-funk and far from my era

Tales from the hood your boyz will feel terror

MC's contaminatin' tracks with feces

You think of pussy until a flick like Species

Hi tech ya my pen got velocity

Jumpin' out the SSL like Virtuosity

And never question what I'm doin' to ya girl

She let me dive deep like her panties is Waterworld

But all metaphors the only thing in rap

You brothers need to stop with that

I'm goin' from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

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I'm makin' Speed like I'm Keanu Reeves

But too many True Lies can make a honey please

She said, I know you want this

Ghetto Pocahontas

I got Higher Learnin'

And bangin' gets monotonous

Her ass is classic

Cheeks was Jurrasic

Servin' a Justice

Poetic the way I last it

I touch ground real windy with my lyrics

Make her talk in tongues and feel the Holy Spirit

Hear it, pulling light strings

Got mad cast a swing

When I do my thing my ballz is hairy like the Lion King

I'm in the jungle layin' down my mack

You brothers need to chill with that

I'm goin' from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Take me away

You think I won't fool

Take me away

You think I can't fool

Take me away

You think I won't fool

Take me away

You think I can't fool

It's kinda like miniture satellites floatin' in closets

Spyin' in pockets

Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled with cotton candy

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Word up,

So your man got a good job lovin' ya so much

Boss on his back comin' home like 'What the fuck?'

But you be on his side through the thick and all the thin

That's when LL come in

Blast a ass like Apollo 13

Sugar get the cream

Hoppin dom in every direction

What a scene

He can't understand, your best friend's plan

Running game while you chill with the Demolition Man

Good love, have fun, tight hugs, and flowers

I have your girl runnin' off to fake baby showers

Better get down before ya cryin' at home

I got her standing on the bed gettin' closer to the Drop Zone

Some brother's won't appreciate that

Ain't it scary when you meet a real mack

Let's run it back

See the flavors in my lifestyle, chill don't even lie to me

Balls a lethal weapon, dick a menace to society

You ain't a player hater kid you took her off restriction

I make her tell lies and knock the pulp out of fiction

Kid you know I'm game tight, when you hit it tonight

I hope she screams my name right

This word is born kid, you know why?

I'm goin' from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good

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